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And that sad thought snaps me back into action.
I don’t want to waste another second.
She fists me up and down with just the right pressure to make me lose it fast if I’m not careful. I thrust into her hands twice, brushing my fingers across her neck and pushing her hair back before I put my hands over hers and bring them up to my mouth to kiss each finger.
She stares up at me and fuck, this woman is lethal.
“As much as I love this amazing thing you’re wearing, how do I get you out of it?”
She grins and turns around, pulling her long waves to the side to show me the back view. I groan, swiping a hand over my face but unable to look away. A thin ribbon between her shoulder blades and another at her waist are tied in bows and underneath the lace high on her hips, her firm, full ass is on display.
“Scarlett, everything about you is something good.” My voice is raspy and when she turns to look at me over her shoulder, her eyes shy again, I have to rub my hand over my heart because it’s beating so hard it hurts.
I untie the bows, sliding the lace over her shoulders and down her body, my rough fingers trailing over her soft silky skin. The sounds of the city are faint below, but my ears are tuned in to the soft intake of her breath, the sweet whimpers she makes as my hands glide over her body before she turns around and faces me.
Her long, dark brown hair is still clasped in her hand and she drops it, letting her hair fall free. It’s so long it covers her breast and nearly reaches her waist.
“I’ve never seen anyone so beautiful,” I say, swallowing hard.
I rub my chest again and turn to my suitcase to get the condoms I keep in there.
Scarlett laughs when she sees the long strip I pull out. “Prepared much?”
I make a face, laughing too. “You might not believe me when I say I never considered this being an opportunity when I packed for this trip, but it’s true. When I was around fifteen, my older brother taught me to tuck condoms in my nightstand, bathroom, glove compartment…suitcase. ‘One in the wallet just won’t do’ was his motto and I have never been so glad that I listened.” I’m saying it as I slide it down my length, my breath hitching when I watch her mouth part as she stares at me.
“Sage advice,” she whispers.
“Lie back and I’ll make you forget you were ever sad,” I tell her.
And I spend every moment for the next few hours fulfilling that promise—if her cries of pleasure are any indication—until she falls asleep, a smile on her face, her head on my chest, arm draped over me and her thigh wrapped around mine.
I glance at my phone, wanting nothing more than to fall asleep with this gorgeous woman and wake up to do all of this over again, but it’s already time to get up. I gently remove her arm and leg first and then slide out of bed, putting my pillow under her head to replace my chest. She whimpers but stays asleep while I shower and get dressed. I whisper her name to see if she’ll wake up, but she’s sleeping so hard. I smile at the picture she makes and zip up my suitcase, turning to find a paper and pen.
I write before I can talk myself out of it, knowing I can never put into words how incredible our night was.
Scarlett,
An unforgettable night with an unforgettable woman.
You asked me to tell you something good and you ended up giving me something exceptional.
You will be forever engraved in my memory.
Jamison
P.S. I have an early flight and you’re sleeping so soundly I can’t wake you up. It would’ve been too hard to say goodbye anyway. I hope you wake up smiling, beautiful. Xx
I almost put my phone number at the bottom but don’t. I know nothing about her and it’s not like we could see each other again anyway. As much as we communicated throughout the night, neither of us even mentioned where we’re from, and nothing was said to lead either of us to believe it’d be anything more than this one night.
I don’t know why I’m even hesitating—I don’t have a good track record with relationships, so at least we’re ending on a high note, before we ever began. I turn to look at her and sigh, placing the note on the nightstand.
It’s best to just leave it at this…like my note said, an unforgettable night.
But my heart is conflicted as I walk away, feeling like I left a piece of it there, with her.
CHAPTERTHREE
LIGHT OF DAY
